Human rights are fundamental rights, they are the minimum, the very least we demand. Too often, they become the goal itself. What should be the minimum becomes the maximum – all we are supposed to expect – but human rights aren’t enough. The goal is, and must always be, justice.
ARUNDHATI ROYAnything’s possible in Human Nature …Love. Madness. Hope. Infinite joy.
More Arundhati Roy Quotes
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Literature is the opposite of a nuclear bomb.
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Things can change in a day.
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Money need not be our only reward.
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Anything’s possible in Human Nature …Love. Madness. Hope. Infinite joy.
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Wars are never fought for altruistic reasons. They’re usually fought for hegemony, for business. And then of course there’s the business of war.
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That’s what careless words do. They make people love you a little less.
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Making bombs will only destroy us. It doesn’t matter whether we use them or not. They will destroy us either way.
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Either way, change will come. It could be bloody, or it could be beautiful. It depends on us.
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The trouble is that once you see it, you can’t unsee it. And once you’ve seen it, keeping quiet, saying nothing, becomes as political an act as speaking out. There’s no innocence. Either way, you’re accountable.
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If we were to lose the ability to be emotional, if we were to lose the ability to be angry, to be outraged, we would be robots. And I refuse that.
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Nationalism of one kind or another was the cause of most of the genocide of the twentieth century.
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I feel ashamed that the new, nuclear, neo-liberal India thinks of itself as a ‘natural ally’ of Israel. Ever since India began to call itself an emerging superpower, it has become a slavish, groveling satellite state of the US.
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I could weep for a river-valley, and I have. But for a country? Oh man, I don’t know.
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Some things come with their own punishments.
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He folded his fear into a perfect rose. He held it out in the palm of his hand. She took it from him and put it in her hair.
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